God of War has joined the deluxe package of running with the ball

I have called so many times that mermaids love stress, but this is the first time everyone has seen mermaids really stress.

The stressed Secretary-General stiffened, his tail curled up, and the whole fish fell to the ground, his arms wrapped around his shoulders, and he was about to fall backwards. Evan was so frightened that he rushed over to catch him.

The fin ears on the back of the mermaid's head opened and closed like a small fan, with a pair of eyes wide open, lying on his back in Evan's arms.

The Scale tribe hugged the mermaid's naked upper body without scales, helplessly avoiding Chi's ears that were about to slap his face, as if he was about to be stressed.

"Ah, this, this——" the Scales stammered, holding the back of the Secretary-General's neck extremely carefully, and trying to reach out to unravel the rolled fish tail. It is hard not to suspect that he is taking the opportunity Sneak beautiful golden scales.

Even Pascal, who deliberately bullied the Secretary-General, jumped up in fright, and he no longer dared to snicker aside, and asked in horror: "Is it really that scary?"

He said rather without confidence: "No, isn't it just that the Protoss in the form of a mermaid was mistakenly taken home as a mermaid cub, so, as for it!"

Well, for an analogy, if he had brought home the Night Emperor, who possesses dark star energy, whom Yeling admired most, and treated him as a child of the same clan without knowing it...

It may be scary in retrospect. Yeling is not stressed, but it will highlight more than once.

The panicked face of the pink protoss: "Uncle, what's wrong with Uncle! Did I make a mistake! Huh~"

Evan seemed to be sleepwalking on the wrong set: "Ah... so smooth..."

Pascal raised his voice and shouted, "Assistant, assistant! Where's the tranquilizer?"

Troubled.

"Here we come!" The secretary-general's assistant walked in quickly, handed over a syringe, and said very professionally, "I reminded the secretary-general earlier that I have been too dedicated to work recently. If you can't bear it, you see, a little stimulation will cause stress."

Pascal reached out to grab the mermaid's hair. The action was not intentionally rough, but because he was used to it on the battlefield, but Evan snatched the syringe with a fright, and pointed at the side of the secretary-general's neck and asked, "Do you stick it here? It's so soft here." , won’t it really be broken?”

The assistant looked at him speechlessly: "The upper body of a mermaid is soft."

Evan: "Oh-"

Assistant: "Try hard, are you tickling?"

Evan: "But the skin is really soft, can it really stand such a sharp needle?"

The assistant rolled his eyes.

In a hurry, the tranquilizer got stuck where it should be.

The secretary-general took a breath, spread his tail with a snap, and then lay limply on Evan's body, like a golden fish cake.

Evan asked hurriedly, "Are you okay?"

The Secretary-General blinked and raised his hand weakly: "Let me take it easy, let me take it slowly..."

Protoss-

The Secretary-General saw the pink in the corner of his eyes, and slowly raised his hand to cover his face.

That was the Protoss species that Han Tianjing caught.

A protoss who sleeps in a bathtub, loves swimming, and eats pan-fried veal steaks, and a protoss who firmly believes that she is a mermaid, loves pink, and named herself Ariel.

His Majesty Yehuang actually knows of its existence!

The Secretary-General buried his face in his palms, feeling ashamed——

Oh my god, he even suspected that Han Tianjing wanted to replace Yehuang with this protoss species. He was probably stupid. Now let's see, is Ai Li the adopted son of Han Tianjing and Yehuang?

How can I doubt Mingyue God of War!What to replace, what to replace, this must be the adopted son!

Evan holding him: QAQ

Help, mermaid, he can't get up!

……

In addition to the Secretary-General, there is only one press spokesman who is finally hurt by this plan.

The poor press spokesman was almost blasted into scum at the press conference, but with his excellent psychological quality, he insisted that the shelling of Capital Star No. [-] was a drill, and it was a test of the shield data of No. [-] star.

The Secretary-General was given a three-day compulsory leave due to stress.

Then when the Secretary-General went home, he was almost scared by the Protoss who followed him on the spaceship, and he was stressed again.

"Uncle, did I make you angry?" The protoss blinked its big eyes, the corners of which were glistening, and looked like it was about to cry.

The Secretary-General felt suffocated!

This is a protoss species, a protoss species that mimics a mermaid!It is the existence that can dominate the star field.

With complicated emotions, he raised his hand and rubbed the pink fur of the protoss species as usual.

"It's okay, it's none of your business." The familiar feeling made people feel soft, and the secretary-general replied distressedly, "This has nothing to do with you. It's because uncle didn't listen to persuasion these days and was overworked."

The Protoss nodded suspiciously, and soon became happy again: "I feel that Dad and the others are back!"

dad……

The Secretary-General's eyes began to dim again.

Han Tianjing is no longer at a level of conflict with the protoss, he has already broken through, and now he has the ability to let the protoss post it and call him dad.

The Secretary-General said to himself: "It seems that I need to rest more. What is the use of my hard work? This is not a problem I can solve."

Ellie: "Uncle?"

The Secretary-General looked at him lovingly: "Good boy, uncle is fine. After this incident, uncle feels that nothing can scare uncle anymore."

……

The return of the Mingyue God of War is great news for the people of the alliance, but the cloud of Marshal's injury still hangs over his head - because although Han Tianjing returned from a great victory, he still did not appear in front of the public, and he even did not hold a celebration banquet , I can’t get out behind closed doors again!

The reporters were lying on the door of the Marshal's mansion like a mountain, crying: "Marshal, isn't he... the injury has worsened?"

"This reporter was fortunate enough to see the marshal from a distance. The marshal was wearing loose private clothes, and he walked without wind. His pace was heavier than when he saw it last time. He needed to stop and rest from time to time. Is it really a relapse of an old injury? Huh Woo..."

At this moment, Han Tianjing was looking in the mirror in the room.

It's a fart that the injury is getting worse, the reporters must have never heard of it, take, the ball, run!

Ok……

The Moon God of War, who has always been fearless in the face of danger, also showed embarrassment.

Seven months now.

Body is very heavy.

The ball is too big.

The little guy in the stomach has been quiet and has never made a fuss, but until now, its existence itself has affected its actions, especially now that the Emperor Ye is awake, and he likes to secretly use his consciousness to run to the Marshal's Mansion if he has nothing to do , and held his waist as he walked—

So Han Tianjing kicked him out unceremoniously, and ordered him to go back to his old lair to get promoted.

Han Tianjing looked in the mirror, he couldn't see any abdominal muscles now, his belly was round, and he couldn't see his toes when he looked down.

He sighed, buttoned up the button, and picked up the battle report on the table again.

Donglai sent a recent report from the border region. The changes in the White Empire are becoming more and more frequent, and the White King's family is frequent, and they can feel the increase in their combat effectiveness.

The Emperor Ye was advancing, and the White King did not blindly rest behind closed doors.

It's about to fully recover.

"Soon, there will be a battle between us and the White Empire." Donglai's voice message said, "But we are already prepared, do you think this is fate, hahaha."

I didn't bother to pay attention to Zerg's second speech, but Han Tianjing's mood really sank.

On the border of the Star Hill Alliance, Aurora also sent him a battle report, and more than three attacks by the White King's family were disrupted by them.

Bai Di Empire's movements became more and more obvious, but the little guy in his stomach remained silent for a long time!There was no way he could go to Xingyuan to fight King Bai with a stomach that was about to give birth for seven months. Although he was called the god of war, he was not a real god, and he would be weak.

Now, anyone in the know will look at him like a thief, for fear that he will fight again if he is not paying attention, especially Dr. Luo Xia and Aurora. Aurora is even more aggressive, vowing to wipe out all the enemies, so that there is no need to dispatch Han Tianjing.

Even a fake friend like Pascal, who is a real enemy, came over aggressively and ordered Han Tianjing not to fight.

Ye Ling's face was glowing at that time, and he poked his neck and said, "I don't care about you, I'm worried about our little Highness!"

Han Tianjing: "Get lost."

Then Ye Ling obediently rolled away.

"You..." Han Tianjing sighed, stroked his lower abdomen, lost in thought.

It is necessary to prepare for the upcoming offensive of the White Empire as soon as possible. The commander must stand on the front line when the incident is imminent, and it is impossible to lie in the delivery room.

Since he bears the reputation of the moon god of war, how could he be absent when the alliance needs it most.

He frowned, sitting by the window, and suddenly thought of something——

Han Tianjing's eyes fell on the side of the table, where was the light energy knife that he never left.

seem……

If the child cannot be born for a long time, it is possible to have a caesarean section.

Right?

Han Tianjing spent a whole day looking up the basic information, understood the general process, turned around and picked up the light energy knife, and rushed into the medical room of his home with great momentum.

He first carefully disinfected every inch of the room, prepared a basket, laid a mat, and carried the light energy knife. The light energy of this thing is efficient and clean, so there is no need for disinfection.

As for anesthetics or something, just kidding, there is no such thing in the knowledge reserve of God of War.

He checked his surroundings, and felt that he might need someone to help bathe the child while he was stitching up the wound, so he ordered in the communication; "Xiao Wumei, come here!"

"Good Marshal."

While waiting, Han Tianjing directly laid down on the treatment bed, pulled his shirt, and drew a knife on his stomach.

There seemed to be some movement in his lower abdomen, and it was rare for him to feel that the child seemed to be moving.

"Be good, don't be afraid, Dad will give birth to you right away." Han Tianjing comforted, "Then I can go to the Bai Empire to settle the score. Be good."

The author has something to say: Doctor: Keep the ball under the knife!

Night Light: Keep the ball under the knife!

Qiuqiu: Leave me under the knife!

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